We were quite smitten. Wide streets, shiny buildings, Chinatown and trees.
I fell in love with all the Chinese junk shops. I restrained myself to just a pot holder and a lantern.
Animal shaped steamed buns - oh yes.
I ate a green panda with matcha goo in the middle and Gareth got a delightful-looking but disappointingly gelatinous pork pig bun. (Fact: pigs say "boo boo" not "oink" in Japan. What do ghosts say then??)